Youshu was ready to follow her master back to Beijing, but Song's mother and Bai Shao rushed to Kaiyuan Temple first to pick up Youshu and leave. They thought that ten years had passed, and the ghosts had long since left, and it didn't matter if they stayed with the nobles or not.

"I can't leave yet." After hearing the intentions of the two, Youshu shook her head and refused. He has not yet found a way to kill the ghost, and once he leaves his master, there is only one way to die.

"But your mother is still waiting for you!" Mother Song was so anxious that she held the young master's wrist and said in a low voice, "Do you want to know your background?" She originally wanted to wait for the young master to get married and start a business before returning to Beijing to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, but she didn't know that the slut of the Lin family refused to let Miss go, and stuffed some men's private belongings into the young lady's house, slandering the young lady for adultery with outsiders, and forcing the young lady to become a nun in the Ganye Temple.

When Mother Song received the news, the matter was a foregone conclusion, thinking that the young lady's life was ruined in the hands of Wang Xiangqian and the Lin family, she couldn't swallow this breath no matter what, and she wanted to take the young master back impulsively. The young master is the son-in-law of the Wang family, and he is so smart and handsome, he will definitely be able to win the favor of the old lady and the lady.

Thinking of this, she didn't care whether the young master wanted to listen to it or not, pouring beans into the bamboo tube and pouring all the past stories about the future, and at the end she sobbed in a low voice, "Young master, your mother is still waiting for you to go back to save her." Come back to Beijing with me. ”

"Do you want me to go back and confess my ancestors?" There was an expressionless inquiry. Mo said that he was still unable to protect himself, even if he was not entangled by powerful ghosts, he would never return to the Wang family.

Mother Song nodded again and again, and Bai Shao also showed a look of hope.

"What if it's a son-in-law? 's mother is still a wife, and she still ended up with a long-term companion of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, did the old lady and the old lady say a fair word for her? As you also said, as soon as I was born, the whole family knew that I was a debt collector reincarnated, and I was taken away by you for fifteen years, and no one cared about me. I thought that the debt collector had died outside, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly came to the door, Mother Song, if it was you? Do you like it? Youshu pursed her lips and continued, "The Lin family refuses to let go of even a threatening mother, how can I tolerate my sister-in-law who is fighting with her son for family property?" And the elders of the family, who will protect me? Father? Old gentleman? Old lady? ”

Youshu waved her hand again and refused, "Mother Song, we are weak, and now we are not fighting for breath, but sending them to death." It's a good thing that my mother can leave the Wang family, at least I don't have to suffer anymore. When I'm done, I'll go and fetch her out. If you shave your hair, you can grow it again, and if you become a monk, you can return to vulgarity, but when your life is gone, you will have nothing. ”

When Mother Song heard this, she immediately fell into a long silence. Bai Shao's eager expression also slowly cooled down. After a cup of tea, both of them woke up with shame in their eyes. They were also in a hurry, and almost killed the young master. Where is the Wang family's good place, but it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and a pool of blood purgatory.

wanted to get through the customs, and the two asked Youshu to write a letter to her mother, so that she could feel at ease, and then go home to pack her luggage and go to the capital to investigate the situation first. As soon as they left with their front feet, Ah Da came with their back feet, so that Youshu was ready to go far away.

Three days later, Youshu and his master boarded the carriage and staggered to the capital.

Ji Changye held a holy decree in his hand and chuckled, "You Shu doesn't have anything to ask me?" ”

Youshu was pinching a piece of rice cake, grinding it little by little with her front teeth, and shook her head from side to side when she heard the words, showing no interest in the content of the holy decree. He already knew what he should know, and he didn't know what he shouldn't, and he also guessed that people are so troubled when they are too smart.

Ji Changye pulled the young man into his arms, carefully wiped the crumbs from the corners of his mouth, and sighed, "I thought that I would never be able to return to the capital in this life, so I wanted to abandon my identity and live again, but I didn't expect my father to invite me back." Youshu, you've probably guessed it, right? I am the third prince of the dynasty, Ji Changye. ”

Youshu nodded, her expression very indifferent. The master is the master, whether it is a down-and-out young man who leads the cultivation in Kaiyuan Temple, or a superior who is now strategizing, there is no difference to him.

Ji Changye was very satisfied with the young man's usual reaction, thought for a while, and said, "Then do you know your life experience?" Finally getting to this point, he pursed his lips, feeling very dry in his mouth.

Youshu nodded and nibbled on rice cakes, her big black and white eyes were full of doubts, as if she wanted to ask her master why she mentioned this stubble.

Ji Changye was slightly frightened in his heart, pinched the young man's jaw, and looked at him carefully, "When did you know?" ”

"Four days ago, Mother Song came to see me." Youshu told him frankly.

"I found out that day." Ji Changye muttered to himself, repeatedly recalling Youshu's appearance in the last few days, and found that he should eat and sleep, without the slightest grief and hatred he expected, nor did he have the willingness to ask for help from himself. What is Youshu thinking in her heart?

After settling down, he continued to ask, "In that case, have you ever thought of returning to the Wang family to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors?" If you want, I can help you bring the Song family back. ”

Where does Youshu dare to go? As soon as he heard this, he couldn't even eat the rice cakes, so he hurriedly rushed to the young man's side, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and eagerly confessed, "Please don't send me away, master!" No matter how good the Wang family is, what can it do? They abandoned me from a young age, and never gave me a grain of rice, nor a single garment. It was the master who raised me, it was the master who taught me to read, and it was the master who kept me fed, clothed, safe and healthy, and I would rather stay by the master's side as a servant than go back to the Wang family to be a young master. Speaking of this, Youshu blinked her big black and white, clear eyes, and said sincerely, "Where there is a master, where is my home." ”

Youshu has a clumsy tongue, and it is already extraordinary to say so many words at one time, but every word is his heartfelt words. He was worried that he would not be able to shake his master's mind, and he couldn't help but feel very anxious, his eyes and nose slowly turned red, and his thick eyelashes were also damp, and he looked very pitiful.

Ji Changye seems to be gentle and tolerant, but in fact, he is the most indifferent in his heart, he accepted Youshu at the beginning, one is to use his life experience to make a fuss, and the other is to have fun, and there is pity for Youshu, but there are not many of them. But people's hearts are flesh and blood, and they have been with each other day and night for ten years, Ji Changye is a stone, and it should be covered with heat, not to mention that there is no hypocrisy in treating him, and the heart of a child has never changed from beginning to end.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he took the frightened pale young man into his arms and patted him gently, and admitted, "Don't be afraid, I won't send you away." Where there is me, there is always a place for you. The person in his arms was raised by him, and he watched him grow from a three-foot-tall milk doll to a peerless young man. Although he is twenty-five years old, he has never been married, and he has neither a wife nor a concubine or an heir, and some Shu says that he is his servant, but in fact he is no different from his relatives. They eat at the same table and sleep together every day, and they have long been each other's most intimate and important existence.

How can he give up sending Youshu to the Wang family, who is sinister in people's hearts and often lost? The so-called layout and the so-called planning before were nothing in front of Youshu's crying red eyes. Ji Changye compromised, completely compromised.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of Youshu's eyes, broke the rice cakes, fed them to his mouth little by little, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry, you're no longer a three- or four-year-old milk doll, why do you still like to cry your nose?" I won't send you away if you don't want to, I swear. ”

Ji Changye has always been full of words, and Youshu was relieved when she heard this, stretched out the tip of her tongue to roll the rice cake away, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't cry, just a little stuffy, just eat something." The words fell and took a big bite of the rice cake.

Looking at the young man's bulging cheeks, Ji Changye laughed in a low voice, and the haze that had accumulated in his heart slowly dissipated-

Three days later, the group arrived in Shangjing. Because the third prince had not yet had time to leave the palace to build a mansion when he was exiled, and now that he was old, it was inconvenient to stay in the palace, the emperor rewarded him with an official mansion that had been raided a few days ago.

When Youshu jumped out of the carriage, the palace people sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs were wiping the vermilion gate, and the plaque of "Fang Mansion" hanging on the door beam had just been taken off and placed on the side of the road.

"Why are you so rude that you should park your carriage in front of someone else's house? Hurry up and walk away! A palace man stepped forward to drive him, saw Ji Changye who followed him, and recognized it for a long time before kneeling down and saluting. He never expected that the third prince of the dynasty, who was also the only concubine of the saint, would only be equipped with a carriage when he returned to Beijing, which looked extremely shabby.

Hey, it's really an unfavored. Thinking like this, the palace people couldn't help but show a little contempt.

Ji Changye glanced at him lightly, and led Youshu straight inside. As early as when the queen mother died, he saw through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and also saw the heat and coldness of the world. He was no longer saddened by his father's denigration, nor was he angry at the contempt of others, but he knew that sooner or later he would ascend to the supreme throne and trample these people under his feet.

Although Youshu is from modern times and was born in the wealthy Wang family, she has never lived in such a spacious and luxurious house. He looked here and there, and his eyes were full of wonder.

But for Ji Changye, this mansion can only be described as "simple". Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, which prince's residence was regulated by the three-rank officials? As soon as he entered Beijing, he was slapped in the face, and I don't know how many people were secretly watching jokes. But so what, if the emperor could personally veto his previous will to exile him forever, Ji Changye had already won.

Right now, seeing Youshu's bright eyes and the small dimples exposed on the cheeks, Ji Changye became more and more happy.

"Do you like it here?" He habitually poked the soft pit, fascinated by the warm and delicate touch of his fingertips.

Youshu nodded heavily. Here the flowers and trees are grandiose, the rockery is lined up, it can be said that it is a three-step scene and a five-step painting, which is simply a world of difference compared with the dilapidated Kaiyuan Temple. After experiencing the devastation of the last days and being abandoned by her parents, Youshu has no luxury for the quality of life, and it is extremely satisfying to live in such a magnificent place.

Ji Changye was very happy to see the young man, and the little bit of peace in his heart dissipated.